At the bottom of the mine, in the narrow green and secluded mine tunnel, three or four hundred people, like ghosts, came and went.

All mortal, skinny and lifeless.

People are divided into two paths.

All the way people pushed the empty cart forward, to the depths of the mine.

Along the way, people pushed carts full of waste rock, from the depths of the mine tunnel, back to the upper and lower mines.

The two people staggered by, speechless to each other, and didn't even glance at each other, as if they were complete strangers.

Ye Qingfeng was still hiding under the wooden cart, and followed the empty wooden cart into the uneven mine road, going deeper.

In the depths of the mine, there was the sound of digging and chiseling.

One after another, monotonous, boring, completely lifeless.

Ye Qingfeng secretly released his divine sense, controlled his divine sense within a range of two meters, and looked at this gloomy mine road all the way.

The mine is cold, full of traces of manual excavation, and on the ground, there are some scattered gravel skin peeled off by manpower.

The deeper you go, the worse the smell becomes, making you dizzy and sick.

Ye Qingfeng held his breath and was not affected by the turbidity.

And the middle-aged man who was pushing her was dark, stumbled under his feet, and fell crookedly on the rock wall of the mine, almost falling to the ground.

"Smack!"

A whip came over, but it didn't draw anyone, only the stone wall, but it still whipped a few source collectors, and the whole body was excited.

The middle-aged man held the empty car with his arms steady, quickly stood up, endured the dizziness, and hurriedly pushed the empty car forward.

Ye Qingfeng pursed his lips and looked at this scene in the mine, it turned out that hell is not necessarily in the rumored underworld, and there is also hell in the human world.

"Ding!"

"Dang!"

"Bang!"

The sound of excavation became clearer and clearer, and pieces of stone skin kept peeling off from the hard stone wall.

There were two men who were still in good health, wielding large shovels, and loading the peeling stone skins into the middle-aged man's empty cart one by one.

"Waste, pretend to be dizzy and hide, and give him two more shovels!" The one with the whip rebuked angrily.

The shovel-wielding did not dare to disobey, and quickly added two more shovels.

The frail middle-aged man did not dare to say more, lowered his head and gritted his teeth, pushed the wooden cart full of stone skins with great difficulty, turned a corner on the spot, and joined the people who turned back to the mine.

On the stone wall on the other side of the turnback, there are several dark holes, like extra branches on the main road.

Those few holes were mined out of the source.

Although the source of mining is very small and not very pure, it is already a big harvest for this barren mining area.

Ye Qingfeng first used his divine sense to probe the swarthy hole, saw the right time, and slipped in like a mouse.

Because the speed at which she slipped in was too fast, the middle-aged man's stone cart had not gone far, and the place was dim, so Ye Qingfeng, who was in a hurry, also took the opportunity to touch several large pieces of stone skins in the stone cart.

As soon as a few large stone skins were taken away, the middle-aged man in the cart suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and a little smile quickly rose in his eyes, but it quickly dimmed and became expressionless.

In the mines, people come and go, and no one notices here.

Ye Qingfeng hugged his legs, held his breath, and shrank into the small hole.

She was in no hurry to leave.

Because the killing of the four disciples of the Ji family can be big or small, she deliberately chose a mine to take refuge, of course, she had to avoid it for a few more days and wait for the turmoil to pass.

And so he curled up in the darkness for three days.

Every day, every hour, is the sound of "Bi Bi Peeling" digging into the ears.

On the morning of the fourth day, it should be morning, and the sound of "Bibi peeling" was suddenly a meal.

"Ahh Someone threw away the pickaxe and exclaimed, "Yes...... There are demons! ”

The screams echoed in the cold tunnels, and it made people's scalps tingle to listen to.

When it came to their lives, a group of miners threw down the stone cart in their hands and ran desperately towards the exit of the mine.

"Demons? Demons! You're a fart! ”

There was a monk of the Ji family with a whip who scolded:

"Something I don't know! Isn't it just a head of an archaean creature, buried in the ground and a fossil, what is there to call for heaven and earth! ”

"Go back! Go back! ”

In the mine, there were monks who whipped indiscriminately, and used a boulder to seal the exit of the mine, and kept cursing and swearing:

"Day by day, listening to the wind is the rain, the grass and trees are soldiers, and the cup bow and snake shadow! Where are there so many demons and demons! In our small mining area where birds don't, there will be demons and evil spirits!

You are lucky to be assigned to this mining area!

Don't think about crawling out, don't be lazy! If you dig out half a tael today, take care of your skin! ”

The group of miners at the bottom of the mine, who were eager to escape, raised their heads and watched the only exit being sealed, and gradually became expressionless.

When they grew up in the Southern Regions, the immortals of the cultivation realm used ten gold coins to recruit them to go to distant places to mine for ten years.

Ten gold coins in ten years!

For most of them, it was a windfall, and they never dreamed that such a good thing would happen in the world!

Sure enough, he is an immortal in the cultivation realm, and he is a big deal.

However, when they received the gold coins and came to this desolate northern region, and worked numbly in the well day after day, they realized that the ten gold coins were actually going to buy their lives!

Every year, there are so many people who mine in the Northern Regions, but they are either exhausted to death, or they die tragically when they encounter all kinds of evil things.

If they have the life to take the money, but they don't have the life to suffer, why bother, it's just that they are blinded by the gold coins and are too greedy.

"Ding!

"Dang!"

"Bang!"

The sound of excavation gradually sounded in the mine tunnel.

One after another, monotonous, boring, lifeless.

"Ahh

The screams rang out again.

It's just that this time the scream was very short, and the scream came out, as if it had been choked in his mouth.

"Boom!"

One of the men in charge of the excavation fell to the ground on his back, his eyes widened and his face was gray, and he only twitched once, foamed at the foam, and then lost his breath.

A small cloud of gray mist spread silently from the newly excavated stone wall.

Many people don't even notice the gray fog, they only know that there are demons and evil spirits, silently, and they want people's lives.

"Dead man! Dead man! ”

There was a roar in the tunnel.

A few, dozens of people, fell to the ground one after another, foaming at the mouth, staring and twitching, and then unconscious.

"Ahh Demon! The demon is coming! ”

Boundless terror spreads.

Everyone's scalp was numb and covered in cold sweat.

The messy and hasty footsteps kept passing in front of Ye Qingfeng's eyes, and the source collectors, including the few Ji family monks with whips, all ran frantically towards the exit.

The middle-aged man was vague in his steps, carried by a large group of people, ran out in terror, and was squeezed to the ground, becoming a stepping stone for those who fled.